Date: Fri, 31 May 2002 18:08:12 -0700
From: bawdy pen
Subject: Kid Brother--Part 1 (scat)
KID BROTHER--Part 1
It's not that I enjoy telling tales out of school, it's just that the
last few weeks have been so wacky that I wanted to put it all down while I
remember it clearly...though I doubt that I could ever forget. I know I'll
always remember what happened, I just want to put down the things that
were said. That's the part I always tend to forget.
You see, it's about my kid brother, Davy. He's turned into a complete
lunatic! I mean, he's always travelled on three tires...he's a bit slow.
He's 17, three years younger than me, and even though he reads and writes
and all that stuff, emotionally he's much, much younger...like infantile!
All his life the little shit has been a bother to me, and no matter how
often I made that clear to him, it never sunk in. He's so good-natured
it's sickening. Like there's a part of his brain that doesn't recognize
insults, hurt and pain. Kick him in the pants and he'll ask if you want to
do it again...with a smile, no less!
He's sure not a kid in one department, though. His pecker's a fat
solid 9" and pretty...uh, pretty ah, well, you know, handsome or some-
thing. Fuck, what do I know about guys' joints? I like pussy myself. Don't
get me wrong. If a cocksucker wants to slobber all over my hot 8" I'm not
about to turn it down. I take it where I get it, and I usually get it.
Bringing chicks home is no problem. Our parents died about a year ago in
an accident. Fortunately, they left us well off, so we didn't even have to
move from our home.
Anyway, my story starts the time I got my first glimpse of Davy's
stiff pecker when I split work early and came upon little brother sitting
on the can pumping away like mad and giggling. Being alone, he didn't
bother to shut the door all the way...
"Damn, Sam!" I blurted, bursting in on him after watching for awhile.
Now, I'll show my cock to just about anyone who asks, but getting caught
jacking off while sitting on the pot...well, I'd be mortified! Davy? Fuck
no...he just looks up and smiles.
"Hi, Toms! Wanna see somethin' funny? Watch, I can make some milk
squirt right outta my thing!" A few more jerks and the kid practically
splattered the ceiling! He scooped some up and licked it off his finger.
"Don't taste like milk, though. But it's good! Wanna taste it?"
"Hell no!" I cried, squinching up my nose. "I ain't gonna lick no
guy's cum!" Then like a shot, an idea came into my head and I wished I
hadn't refused. No, asshole, not because I wanted to eat his scum. But
because I saw it as a way to manipulate Davy into becoming my own personal
blow-boy if I played it right.
"Okay, why not," I said. So I walked over and lifted a little glob
off his stomach and licked it off my finger. Yeech! "You're gonna taste
mine too, aren't you, Davy?"
"You can do it too?" he gushed in amazement. "Golly! Can I see you do
it, Toms?"
"Sure, kid. Every guy can do it. I'm surprised it took you this long
to discover it. You might have to help me, though. I just did it a little
while ago," I lied.
"Yeah? Okay, Toms, what'll I do, jiggle it?"
"Here, yank my pants down," I said, ripping my shirt off. "All the
way. Now reach up and play with my balls and kiss the end of my pecker."
"Kiss it, Toms?"
"Well, sure. You wanna see it squirt, doncha? First it needs a little
lovin' so's we can get it up nice and hard. You'll do that for your big
brother, won'tcha Davy?"
"Sure I will, Toms. Gee, I'd do anything for you! You know that."
I actually felt a pang of guilt just then, but it passed quickly.
Visions of having my own personal cocksucker was foremost in my mind. But
then, my cock was generally foremost in my mind. So he was my own kid
brother, whatsit to ya? Go get your own. After all, I wasn't going to rape
the feeble-minded little cunt. Hell no, all I had to do was convince him
that it was the thing to do. It was standard. Every kid took care of his
big brother. They just didn't talk about it, that's all. Rite of passage
or some bullshit like that. Davy took a deep breath and planted a big
smoocheroo right on the head of my cock.
"Boy, you need a bath, Toms!"
"Naw, stick your nose right in my hair. You'll see, you'll love it.
Yeah, now try it under my balls. Cocksu...ah, that is, girls like 'em when
they smell strong. They really dig licking 'em clean for me."
"Gee, it is kinda neat. Golly, it's even making my thing...uh, my
pecker get hard again. See!"
Sure enough, that ramrod of his was up and droolin' proud as can be.
"Go ahead, Davy, lick 'em clean for me. See how you like it. Run your
tongue all over them real easy like. Oooh, that's it! Dig your tongue
right in the crease. Now the other side. Here, I'll spread my legs wider
so you can get at 'em."
Damn! This was gonna be easy. The skinny half-wit was twiddling my
knockers with his hot wet tongue, dutifully bathing them like a good
little boy. I lifted one leg and rested it up on the sink, squinching my
crotch into his wide-eyed face.
"Oooh, baby, suck on my nuts! Be careful. Suck 'em right into your
mouth. Suck the sweat right offta my big balls! Yeah! Sex is always better
when it's dirty. Nasty and dirty! Remember that." The kid was really
getting into it...and so was I. I had to act fast because pretty soon I'd
have no excuse. I'd been trying not to get a hardon. I coulda stood there
feeding him my hot testicles all afternoon, but I could feel the blood
pounding up my shaft. "Now start lickin' all along my pecker. I think we
got it, boy. See, it's startin' to get a bone on."
Davy got a big smile on his face and looked up at me, pleased.
"I know what'll do the trick, Davy. Put my pecker in your mouth and
suck on it real hard. That's it. Can you feel it growing? That's real
good. Just like a popsickle. Go on down. Take as much as you can. Oooh,
baby brother, SUCK THAT PRICK!"
Watching those sweet lips of his moving up and down my throbbing
boner was incredible, but disturbing. Disturbing because it crossed my
fevered mind that no chick ever blew me so good! Hell, no faggot even put
quite so much determination into raising my bone, and I've fed some pretty
hungy, calloused-knee'd wienie washers.
"Oh, Davy, I'm gonna shoot you a big milkshake real soon!" I cried
after about five minutes of his unashamed cock worship. He never said a
word. In fact, never even took his mouth away to take a breather. Of
course, the fact that I was holding the back of his neck and gradually
forcing him to relax his throat to take me deeper might have had something
to do with it. But after making the mistake of telling him I was about to
come, he pulled free.
"Oh, I wanna see! SQUIRT IT, TOMS! SQUIRT IT!"
"OK, kid, open your mouth wide. I'll aim for it. You want a taste,
don't ya?"
He nodded excitedly and gaped open, looking a bit foolish. I told him
to stick out his tongue to catch it as I grabbed my cock at the base,
squeezing tightly and holding still so he could get the full impact of my
eruption. Definitely one of my heavier loads! Spurt after explosive spurt
shot out of my engorged, throbbing cockhead, splattering his cheeks, chin,
forehead, and especially the three enormous blasts over his lips and into
his craw. One monster glob hung from his outstretched tongue. I put a
finger under it before it dropped, pulling the stream up to deposit it
back onto his licker.
"Swirl it around in your mouth, Davy. Get a good taste of my cream
then swallow it all down. You'll love it!"
Obediently, Davy sloshed it around as I scooped it from his face and
pushed it between his lips. He gladly sucked it up.
"Wow, Toms! You really shot a whole lot. And it was yummy. I'm gonna
do it again, I think. Yeah, Toms, it's coming up. You want me to do it in
your mouth?"
"Fuck no, creep. Big brothers don't do that shit. Little brothers are
the cocksuckers. Go ahead and shoot all over yourself, kid. Pump that jism
out. Do it!
"DAMN!" I backed up quickly. I certainly didn't want any of the
little punk's jizz landing on me. And a gusher it was! He started scooping
it into his hungry mouth.
"Thanks, kid. We'll do it again later." I started to leave.
"Great, Toms! I really liked it. A whole lot. I'll be a perfect
little brother, you'll see!"
"Don't worry. I'm gonna give you plenty of opportunity to prove it."
I started to hitch up my sweatpants. Davy scooted over on his knees
and pulled them back down.
"HEY! Enough's enough. Back off, dicklick."
"But Toms, there's still something else I have to do before you
leave. I only did half a job. Now turn around. If I'm gonna be perfect, I
have to learn right now not to leave a job half done."
"Hunh?" I said, confused, but turning, curious to see what was going
through his feeble mind.
Suddenly, he thrust his nose into my buttcrack and began sniffing it!
"Bend over, Toms." His hand lightly pressed down on my back, then with
both hands he pulled my butt apart and buried his nose in deeper. "Just as
I thought!" he admonished. "This side needs a good cleaning, too. Whew!
You sure don't wipe very good! Girls might like your smelly balls, but
I'll betcha a dollar they don't like you to have such a stinky butthole!"
"Ah...well..." I stammered, momentarily embarrassed. Then I realized
I was letting the little squirt criticize me. Me, his master!
"Yeah, so what're you gonna do about it, you little queer?"
"Huh? Am I a queer, Toms?"
"Any minute now, Davy. Any minute now. Now get your...Aah, yeah!" He
was way ahead of me. I couldn't believe my good fortune. He had his face
in my ass and was swabbing down my shitty deck, lapping up and down my
crack, licking the outer perimeter, then stabbing his pointy tongue into
the crevices of my fragrant anus, sponging the area thoroughly. I gasped
and moved my legs further apart, reaching back to hold my shithole open
real wide. Hardling believing this was happening, I intended to relish it.
"Oh, Davy. That's a good boy. Here, dig right in there. Drive your
tongue right up inside there and clean me out. Eat out my shithole! Yeah,
now press your lips real tight and SUCK MY ASS!"
He continued to go up and down, in and out, until he had sanitized my
entire rectal area. Then he pulled away and slapped me on the butt!
"There you go, Toms. Spic-n-span. Now nobody would mind if they had
to smell your butt." And he said all this so innocently. I just shook my
head stupidly and pulled up my pants.
"Oh, shit!" I said, glancing at my watch. "I'm late. Great rim job,
kid. We'll go into this a little deeper later on tonight," I punned.
I left in wonderment, still dumbfounded at my good luck. Fuck, the kid
even seemed to enjoy licking the shit right offa my asshole! My mind
started scheming almost immediately. I was gonna put Davy to good use!
I got home later than planned that night. I figured Davy had gone to
sleep but I was on the rail, and besides, I had to put Davy through a few
more paces just to make sure that his acceptance of being a loyal "little
brother" hadn't been just a temporary fluke before I put the next part of
my plan into effect. I made straight for his bedroom to wake him. I should
have known better. The putz was in bed alright...naked and playing with
his new toy while finger-banging himself with two or three exploring
digits.
"At it again, hunh?"
"Hi, Toms!"
Walking to the bed, I whipped out my prick and waved it at him.
"You've had all night with that thing. Got any time for this one? It's
really burning up and could sure use your wet mouth to cool it off!"
"Sure!" His eyes lit up in obvious anticipation. He yanked his
fingers out of his ass and made a grab for it.
"Jeez!" I yelled and backed off. "Wipe 'em off or something. I don't
want your butt-scum all over my dick! Christ!"
"Sorry," he apologized. I picked a dirty T-shirt off the floor to
give him, but when I turned back he was carefully licking his fingers
clean!
"Fuck! What is it with you? You like the taste of your own asshole
crud or what?" Shocked, I was quickly sorry I had sounded disgusted. After
all, I didn't want to do anything to discourage his willingness to suck
ass. I was anxious to feel his mouth nibbling my anus again.
"Well, gee..." he replied thoughtfully. "It's not so bad. Taste
better than spinach. Uugh!"
"Better than mine?" I kidded, trying to steer him in that direction.
"Golly, I can't remember," he racked his brain.
"Maybe you'd better try it again then," I encouraged.
"Toms!! Does your bum need another cleaning already? You should take
better care of yourself."
"But I got you, little brother," I rustled his hair. "I thought you
didn't mind licking my asshole clean. Besides, this time it's just for
fun. Your tongue really made me feel real good today. Hell, I might even
let you do it twice a day. That way I'll always be clean and it really
help to get my balls ready to make more of that cream you seem to like
shoot outta my cock."
"Well, heck no, Toms. I don't mind at all. Can that be one of my
regular chores? I promise to do real good at it!"
"You got a deal, little brother. You keep the shit from collecting
around my asshole and as a reward I'll let you suck out my cock cream when
it builds up. Now why don't you just lay back and I'll climb right up
there and squat down on your face for a servicing. That way my hole will
open up real easy so you can suck my butthole in comfort and get your
tongue way up inside to do a thorough job."
"That's a deal, Toms. Thanks!"
I straddled my knees on either side of his belly and, reaching back
to spread my fragrant buns apart, I rested back onto his waiting tongue.
After some preliminary clean-up licks, I settled in to allow the boy to do
his duty. For a good ten to fifteen minutes the tip of his hardened licker
picked at my hole, getting into every crevice and wrinkle, then swabbing
up inside to polish the smooth walls within the reach of the three inches
of tongue he managed to flutter inside.
"Might as well clean the back of my balls while you're down there.
Lick the sweat right off of 'em! Yeah. Now reach a hand between my legs
and play with my prick while you get down to serious business and glue
your mouth to my butt and suck that hole right into your mouth. Pull those
asslips down your throat if you can. Suck real hard, Davy. That's it, kid.
KEEP SUCKING AT THAT HOT ASSHOLE!"
I pushed out with my sphincter muscles, pushing my anus out for his
contented, mindless suctioning of my shithole. He was really getting into
it. Looking down, I watched his dripping boner bouncing up and down of its
own feverish accord. Having my ass, cock and balls being taken care of, I
decided what the hell...give the kid a break. I ran my finger over his
cockhead and ticked the big vein along his shaft with his slippery precum.
Now don't get me wrong. It wasn't because I wanted to handle his
sticky big prick, but it didn't cost me nothin' to give him a little
teasing, and besides it made him excited and he put even more energy into
my rim job.
"OH, FUCK!" I couldn't stand it. I lifted my ass up and scooted back.
"Gonna blow, cocksucker, I can't hold off. You're suckin' the asshole
right out of me! Here, suck on my knob and I'll give you a real nice
mouthful of hot jizz to drink."
"ME TOO!" he cried, before pulling my throbbing cockhead between his
lips and nursing the juice out of it. It hurt having my cock pulled back
so hard between my legs, so I bent down for ease. This brought me face-to-
face with his big dick, and I was having such a thunderous orgasm I
grabbed it and started jacking him off. Half a dozen slippery strokes
later he let loose. Cum spewed from the head of his cock in torrents!
Shooting up in buckets, it splattered my face and chin. I didn't want to
ruin my own orgasm by moving out of the way, so I just closed my eyes and
withstood it. Panting like a lunatic in the throes of pleasure, I stupidly
forgot to close my mouth. Sure enough, a monstrous glob of Davy's spurting
cum bombarded the back of my throat and covered my tongue like a lava flow
on its way back down. I had my eyes closed, remember? So it wasn't my
fault I had the curious taste licked and swirled around my mouth and
swallowed before I realized what it was...now is it?
I immediately wanted to start spittin' but instead I just kept
jackin'. After all, Davy couldn't see what happened. He couldn't see my
drenched face dripping with cum bolts. I quickly grabbed the dirty T-shirt
and started to wipe my face, but not before actually licking my lips. I
must have been cum-shocked or something cause I swear I didn't mean to do
it!
"That was lots of fun!" gushed Davy, glassy-eyed. "Would it be nasty
and dirty if I said your...ah...butthole...tasted wonderful?!"
I laughed. He was gonna be a quick learner. "That's downright filthy
to say, Davy. You're gonna be a great filthy little cocksuckin',
asslickin' little brother. Keep up the good work!"
He beamed! The stupid little bastard actually beamed!
"Maybe you'll let me watch you shit sometime, OK?" he asked
enthusiastically.-
"WHAT?!" I shouted. The smile left his face in terror when he saw my
disgusted expression at his perverted suggestion. "That's sick!" I pointed
a finger at him accus--ingly. I calmed down, realizing it was only his lack
of wits, and put an arm around his shoulder. I didn't want to ruin the
good time we'd had...and especially the good times in the future.
"Aw, it's okay, kid. We had a swell time, didn't we? I just don't
want you goin' overboard, ya know? Hell, maybe I will let you watch
sometime. Who knows? Lookin' can't hurt now, can it? You just kinda took
me by surprise. We'll talk about it later, alright?"
"Sure, Toms. Whatever you say. I just mean..."
"G'night, kid. Don't go stroking the skin off that fat bone now."
Work was slow again, so I split for home right after lunchtime. I
figured I'd hurry in time to feed Davy a nice cum blast for his lunch. I
was too late! Davy was already eating when I'd made my way through the
kitchen and down the hall to the living room where I heard low moanings.
The muffled sounds were coming from our young black newspaper boy.
The kid was kneeling on the couch, his face nearly buried in the cushions,
and Davy's face buried deeply in the boy's little upthrust ass. Davy knelt
on the floor, also naked, continually prying those buns apart and slurping
up and down the hairless asscrease.
I was shocked but not surprised. What a hunger! The bastard couldn't
even wait 'til I got home!
"Cleaning buttholes, Davy?"
He was startled, but not in the least fearful or guilty about being
caught. The paperboy, however, looked around in fright and embarrassment.
He started to straighten up but Davy grabbed his hips quickly and pulled
his butt back to his quivering tongue. Satisfied his playmate couldn't
budge, Davy looked around at me, smiling.
"Hi, Toms! You know Carleton, doncha? I talked him inta gettin' his
butthole cleaned up." The boy began to squirm again.
"So I see! Aw, just relax, Carleton. It's ok. Don't matter to me if
you like Davy swabbing down your deck. Just don't go spreading it around,
you hear?"
He dumbly nodded his head and began to relax. Obviously the delight
he was experiencing from getting his virgin asshole slicked down was too
intense at the moment.
"I'll just sit over here and watch for a while." From this new
position I could see a strange something I couldn't see before. Squinting
my eyes and bending forward I figured my eyes were going crazy because I
coulda sworn I saw...'SONOFABITCH!" I sprung up in horror. "DAVY, WHAT'S
THAT TURD DOING ON THE FLOOR BETWEEN YOUR KNEES?!!"
Carleton let out a sickly moan then quickly turned his head toward me
and blubbered, "He made me do it! I told him I hadda go shit real bad, I
told him. But he wouldn't let me up, honest! He said he just hadda watch
me do it, and I...well, by then I just couldn't hold it back."
"Boy, was that sumpin' Toms!" cried Davy, finally tearing himself
away from the little black shithole. For a second it gaped open from his
furious tonguing. I was amazed at how pink it was inside. Guess I never
thought about it before. What am I saying?! Of course I never thought
about it before. Why would I ever think about the color of the inside of a
black boy's asshole?!"
"Oh, you shoulda seen it!" Davy continued exuberantly . "It just
squeezed right outta there, big and smelly, right into my hand. It was so
exciting! I almost let it go in my mouth, but I didn't think you'd like
for me to do something THAT NASTY, Toms, so I just watched and...well, I
did kinda lick it a little. Just couldn't help myself, I guess." He
shrugged his shoulders and gave me a moronic smile. "I was just cleaning
Carleton up when you came in. You don't mind if I blow his pecker, do you,
Toms? I kinda promised him."
"Damn! Suck him, blow him, lick his fat turds all you want. I don't
give a shit!" Funny, I was feeling a little put out.
"I know, Toms," he giggled. "You wouldn't take a shit for me to watch
so I was real happy when Carleton had ta go. His old hole was already
spreadin' open when he wanted up, but I just pushed my tongue up inside
and I got a really, I mean really hard boner when I knew I was lickin'
right on it! And then I licked all over it while it was coming out. Boy,
that was fun!"
I just shook my head in disgust and left him to finish the kid off. I
hadda think.
(To be continued)
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